hello!! I know I haven't been very active on here, and that’s because I've been dealing with a lot of things in my personal life that needed my attention and it has taken over my free time :( as much as I would love to continue writing and finish my series, I think I need to put a pause in those first so that I can put my affairs in order. I won't be leaving permanently, I'll just be on hiatus until further notice! I hope you guys understand huhuhu, I hope to be back soon. in the meantime, please enjoy the works I have posted on my profile! if everything goes well, I’ll be adding more after a while :)
thank you for all your love and support until now, and I hope that I’ll be able to have that once again when I come back on here hehe. have a great day or night, I love you!
HELLO . U ARE SO RIGHT . what if this calls for a special one shot 🤔 it won’t be part of the official series BUT i’d actually love to write that. should i?
also that edit is 💔💔💔 i love compilations like that pls feel free to send me more
that's how u get the girl was amazing, i enjoyed the slight angst!! it really good overall! still excited to see next part of the series, secretly hoping it's heeseung ngl
HELLO LOVE thank you for enjoying it hehehe, i'm glad you did 💓 and maybe the next part will be heeseung, you'll never know 👀
HELLO!!! i realized i haven’t logged on here for a couple days; school is starting again in like two weeks and i am not looking forward to it </3 but thank u all so much for the love you’ve given to that’s how you get the girl, i love & appreciate every single one of of your likes, comments, and reblogs!!!! <3
The statement under this is a testimony posted by @lhsng/suna's friend. Please take the time to read this post ESPECIALLY if you're an NSFW writer that she has interacted with in the past. Authors like me, vocally restrict/prohibet minors to interact with any type of 18+ post. this is why we/I ask you before signing up for my/our permanent taglist if you are a minor or not.
the problem I have however, is when you lie. if anybody else is caught lying about their age, I will block you, and I hope other NSFW creators do the same so we can stop minors from interacting with posts that are restricted to them.
SUNA IS A MINOR.
Hello, before anything, I’d like to clarify that I am Suna’s irl friend. We went to the same school together and were best friends for 6 years. Her real age is 14 (08).
I first found out about this today when I was checking my old email account (that I had abandoned) and seeing tons of emails from Tumblr. I created an account in March 2021 so I could read ENHYPEN content, but I forgot about it due to personal reasons. Suna and I were still best friends during this time.
A few days ago, I remembered that Tumblr existed and decided to open it. The email I was using was already under a different Tumblr account (it was for SEVENTEEN) I had made years before making the March 2021 one.
Today, I was feeling nostalgic and I wanted to open the email I abandoned. At first it was normal, a lot of Facebook, etc. emails. What caught my eye though was the most recent Tumblr email I received and I thought it was weird because I was 100% sure I never used the Tumblr account the email was registered in. I started to dig and saw a lot of “answered your ask” and “mentioned you in a post”. The blog was under the user lhsng or Suna and I knew it was my irl friend because she uses the same display name everywhere else. I was confused why she used my email and account (she never bothered to change the username or email).
The only way she could have had access to my account was if she had my login credentials— which she did. I logged into my email using her computer when we were younger, I didn’t really mind that she had it because I trusted her and we’d basically grown up together. I never thought she’d use my email and account to lie on the internet. I feel betrayed and stabbed in the back by my own best friend for a whole year, and I didn’t even know.
What left me speechless was her bio; “9teen, i rb a lot of nsfw so minors please be careful !!” which is ironic because she is a minor herself. She copied my entire Twitter layout from the profile picture to the header and used it on Tumblr. Even the navigation was mine, I’d been talking about going back on Tumblr, and I made an entire navi. She has it because I always ask for her opinion on things.
She sexualized Ni-ki and Jungwon and that made me conflicted because she is a minor sexualizing other minors. It was a bit weird for me but I didn’t pay it much mind and I just regarded it as her being a 13-year-old being stupid (she was 13 that time). Make of it what you will with that information.
Through the help of Mirai (bless her soul), I discovered that Suna lied about having a twin brother and moving to the States (she’s not even moving to the States, it’s actually me). She’d talk about a “guy” she met on vacation while acting like my brother was her “twin”. She’d talk about wanting to date my brother. Imagine your 13-year-old best friend fantasizing about wanting to date your 20-year-old brother, is that not weird?
I feel hurt that she’d done this and I’m exhausted from finding out about her second life and just looking through her interactions. Honestly, if I didn’t know that she lied about things other than her age, I probably would’ve just kept my mouth shut. It’s sad to see that my own best friend of 6 years turned out to be a pathological liar. As of now, she’s deactivated the account. I only hope for her to learn from her actions and hope she won’t repeat the same mistake again.
Since being confronted by me, Suna, otherwise known as @lhsng, has deactivated her account. her last words where "fuck you bitch," (directed to me after I had asked for her to explain her side) before she had finally left. she never owned up to her lie but her actions spoke louder.
hope you all took the time to read this and if you're the same as Suna or @lhsng, pretending to be an adult to read NSFW work, please stop. I would understand if you were 17 nearing 18 or anything of the likes, but Suna was fucking 13 when she started following me, and 14 when she read all the smut works I've published. from now on, please be truthful.
I'll be tagging some of my moots, as well as NSFW authors that I've seen interact with Suna in order to inform them. @viv @hee-pster @asahicore @forjongseong @shoyotime @bruh-changbin @athena @chiyuv @drunkjaked @enha-doodles @jaylaxies @jaeyunverse @svnoohe4rts
-> author’s note: introducing the prompts for my first series of one shots, enhypen as taylor swift songs! i will be releasing these in segments so please stay tuned for them hihi. please keep in mind that this series is only loosely based on the songs i chose! i hope you all love reading these as much as i loved writing them :)
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☆ lee heeseung (이 희승) as this love.
“when you’re young, you just run, but you come back to what you need.”
it’s been a year since you last saw your first love, and you’re so close to letting the thought of seeing him again go until you hear a knock at the door in the dead of night and see a boy wearing a familiar pink hoodie through the keyhole.
read here.
☆ park jongseong (박 종성) as stay stay stay.
“you took the time to memorize me; my fears, my hopes, my dreams.”
after being mistreated time and time again, you’ve had enough. you swore to your best friend, jay, that you wouldn’t date anybody if you could help it. obviously falling for jay wasn’t part of your plan.
read here.
☆ sim jaeyun (심 재윤) as how you get the girl.
“and that’s how it works, that’s how you get the girl.”
months after breaking up with the person you thought could’ve been the one, you hear your doorbell ring and see the person that slipped through your fingers standing on your porch in the pouring rain.
read here.
☆ park sunghoon (박 성훈) as i know places.
“baby, i know places we won’t be found.”
a harmless date with your boyfriend, sunghoon, turns out to be a competition to see who could run away from the paparazzi trailing you two the fastest.
read here.
☆ kim sunoo (김 선우) as paper rings.
“i like shiny things but i’d marry you with paper rings.”
you wouldn’t call yourself materialistic, but you’ve always had a knack for pretty things. what exactly is the prettiest thing you’ve ever had the privilege of calling yours? kim sunoo himself.
read here.
☆ yang jungwon (양 정원) as lover.
“can we always be this close forever and ever?”
sleepovers with jungwon were always the best. they consisted of movie marathons, pillow fights, and so much junk food you could feel the tummy ache you’ll have in advance. so when jungwon pulls you to your feet in the middle of the night and asks you to dance with him, it turns out better than usual.
read here.
☆ nishimura riki (니키) as mine.
“you are the best thing that’s ever been mine.”
your best friend, who you’ve had a crush on for years, is leaving for another country and you don’t know when you’ll see him again. you pull him into the forest behind your house and sit by the pond you both always meet at; should you confess?
read here.
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-> synopsis: months after breaking up with the person you thought could’ve been the one, you hear your doorbell ring and see the person that slipped through your fingers standing on your porch in the pouring rain.
-> this is part of my one shot series, enhypen as taylor swift songs! view the masterlist here :)
you always thought that your first true heartbreak would happen in high school like all the coming-of-age movies and love songs preached, calling it an essential experience of teenage life. so you can say that you were pretty surprised that your first real heartbreak was in your senior year of university right in front of the campus fountain with the guy you thought was the one for you.
on the contrary to what most people told you, you honestly figured that your senior year in college was easy for the most part; the classes and the clubs and the after-school activities turning out to be things that you actually enjoyed. there was something about the inviting communities and the lighthearted atmosphere that pulled you in, and of course, there was also jake.
sim jaeyun or jake, which is the nickname he tells everyone to call him in an attempt of making them feel more welcome, was the epitome of a social butterfly. he was the kind of person that was a member of majority of the student-handled clubs, the kind able to wave hello to somebody he knew no matter what hallway he walked through, and the kind that could command the eyes of everyone in the room due to his charismatic personality and breathtaking features. being at the top of his classes, he was well-liked by the school faculty and practically anybody who crossed paths with him, with you not being an exception.
you had shared quite a few classes and clubs with jake, consistently observing him when he was engaged in an animated discussion with his closest friends about some kind of physics project, when he was by the whiteboard and flawlessly solving the equation that your teacher had written on it, and even when he had his eyebrows furrowed as he tried to make sense of what was being taught on the class syllabus that day. you found him absolutely out of your league in every way, so what you didn’t expect was him to look right at you and smile before approaching you and asking you out on a date.
“i’m sorry, what?” you murmur, your head still in a daze from his question.
he brings his hand up from the inside of his jean pocket and scratches the back of his neck awkwardly, a pink hue creeping up his cheeks. “i asked if you wanted to have dinner with me? at that italian restaurant down the road from the movie theater? i heard they have really good pasta.”
he stops talking and you blink, your head spinning as you raised your eyes from the floor to meet his warm ones. you purse your lips and twiddle with your fingers for a while, the tension in the atmosphere building up to a point where neither of you could breathe.
“sure,” you finally say, a blush forming itself on your cheeks as well. “i’d love to. when would you like it to be?”
the smile that spreads across jake’s face is enough to heat your face up even more and send butterflies swarming in your stomach. “is this saturday night okay? can i have your number so we can coordinate?”
you take the phone he hands you and input your number into a new contact, the urge to smile brightly almost overtaking your will to keep your happiness contained. “saturday night sounds perfect, text me?”
he nods enthusiastically and waves you goodbye, heading to his next class with his wide smile intact.
the both of you did meet for your date that saturday, and the tuesday after that to study for your science quiz, and the friday after that to watch the football game your school was hosting against a rival team. being with jake was like breathing, easy and automatic. something drew you to him like how you would imagine a moth to a flame, a magnetic attraction of polar opposites that somehow worked for your benefit. somewhere in between, it wasn’t a surprise that jake asked if he could be your boyfriend. you two were inseparable, like cherries that always come in pairs. as weeks turned into months, falling in love with jake became something ingrained into your daily routine, something that you would unconsciously look for if it disappeared. he became something you needed, craved. someone you thought you couldn’t live without.
“hey!” you yell as jake steals another fry from your fast food takeout box. the both of you were currently sitting in the school library studying for a class that had a notoriously strict professor; there were more than enough horror stories from your alumni that sent chills up both your spines.
“what?” he asks, mouth full because of the newly-stolen snack.
you roll your eyes before turning your eyes back to your workbook, trying to understand the readings that your professor had assigned earlier that day. after rereading the same line over and over again to try and comprehend the lesson, you quietly groan and set your head on the wooden table, feeling a headache coming on.
the ‘thump’ of your head meeting the table was enough to make jake look over in concern. “you okay?”
shaking your head, you set your chin on the table to look your boyfriend in the eye. “no, this is way too confusing! why did i even take this course?”
he laughs at your frustration and reaches over to tuck a strand of hair that fell in front of your face behind your ear. “which part did you not understand? i’ll try to teach it to you.”
you stare up at him, admiring the shape of his plump lips and the soft curls of his hair before sighing. turning your book around to face him, you point out the section of your assignment that you couldn’t seem to grasp. once he read through it, jake immediately started explaining it to you in a way he knew you would understand well.
placing your head in the palm of your hands, you watched the way his lips moved as he taught you, occasionally meeting his eyes as he looked at you to see if you were still listening to his impromptu class. there was something about jake that made your heart feel full; no matter what classes made you feel discouraged or what pressure you got from your family, there was always jake to make you feel lighthearted again.
“hello?” you snap out of your trance to see jake raising an eyebrow at you. “are you still even listening to me?”
you snort, trying to look like you hadn’t been thinking about him all this time. “of course i am.”
“well, it kinda looked like you were falling in love with me just now.”
as jake yelps because of the handful of fries you threw his way, there’s something in both your heart and your head that agreed it was true.
as the mid-terms of senior year started looming over all the senior’s heads, you slowly started feeling it slipping away. everyone’s final exams were coming up way sooner than people realized, sending all of the seniors at your school, including yourself, into a frenzy. your college was a flurry of students writing their applications to medical or graduate schools and those just trying to graduate with good enough grades. it was like a big ball of chaos and stress that you couldn’t help be swept up in, and that unfortunately didn’t exclude jake either.
with another study date of yours rejected by jake due to his busy schedule, you exhale sharply. this was the fourth one this month that he said no to. it’s not that you didn’t understand why, it’s just that you missed him and his antics now more than ever. barely anyone saw jake anymore, he would only show up to classes and then hole himself up in his dorm room to study the material given to him that day and more. so one afternoon after one of your general classes, you pulled him outside before he could slip away.
“we barely see each other anymore, what’s going on with us?” you ask him, your brows furrowed and your hands grasping his checkered flannel sleeve. you both stood in the middle of your campus, the huge and elaborate fountain next you pinning your location. the sky above looked grim, like it was aware of what was about to happen.
“i’m sorry baby, it’s graduating. i’m stressed if my grades and classes are enough for the grad school i want or if my application essay even makes sense. and i don’t think your situation is any better, with your parents being on your back about getting into medical school, you know? ” he explains, taking your hand in his and pulling you closer. jake looked rough, with dark circles underneath his eyes and the usual brightness in them sucked away.
you hummed in understanding, stepping into his awaiting arms and breathing in the scent of his perfume stuck onto his black t-shirt. as you tap your fingers onto his chest in a rhythmical beat, you feel him take a deep breath, one that didn’t sound like relief.
“actually,” he stops, taking you by your shoulders and carefully pulling you away from himself. close enough that you could outstretch your hand and hold him but far enough to feel hesitant to do so.
looking up at him confusedly, your forehead knit together in anticipation and dread. “actually?”
“i think,” jake pauses again, suddenly looking everywhere but you. “maybe we should take a break? for us to both focus? our schedules are so demanding that we barely see each other and we both know our future depends on these next few months.”
in this moment, you could swear that you felt your heart drop to your stomach. your knees wanted to buckle in but your shock kept you grounded. “what?”
“i think that maybe we should break up? is this selfish of me?”
tearing your eyes away from him, you stare into the fountain on your left. the coins that several university students from your school dropped in wishing for good luck were blinking back at you from the bottom of the tiled pool, making you wish you had dropped one in at the start of the semester. you think about what he said, wrapping the both of you in a silence for minutes, save for your shallow breathing and the wind howling in your ears, signaling a storm.
“okay.”
jake’s face morphs into surprise. “you’re okay with that?”
you nod, turning your face back to where he stood in front of you. “you have a point. i don’t think that we can properly balance school and relationships, especially since there’s so many things that we have to take care of. this isn’t selfish of you, i promise.”
staring at him with an indifferent face but a dejected heart, you give a little smile. your heart fought tirelessly with your mind, but your logic had always won in a war between head and heart. “i also think it’s best for us right now.”
the brunet in front of you looks back blankly, his lips slightly parting in surprise.
“are you sure?” he asks, looking slightly afflicted by your nod.
you step towards him and engulf him in a hug, knowing that this might be the last time you’ll be able to memorize the feeling of being in his arms and knowing his favorite perfume of the month, something he constantly changes because he claims that he always wants to try something new. this month it was a tom ford perfume with a name you didn’t bother learning how to pronounce.
“stay safe, okay? and study hard.” you say, rubbing his back as he finally reciprocates your embrace.
he nods into the crook of your neck and murmurs, “i’m going to miss you so much.”
the heartstrings situated in your four ventricles tighten, making your chest feel like it’s going to explode the longer you keep your tears in. you grip his flannel a little tighter before releasing your hold on him.
“i know you’ll do well. you’re sim jaeyun, it’s just what you do.” jake laughs and bites his lower lip, looking down at his white tennis shoes dirtied by time and experience.
“i know you will too.” he responds, raising his head to meet your eyes. his gaze bore into yours, something in the thick air willing the tension to be sliced through. in this case, your voice acted as the knife.
“let’s go then? separately, i mean. to, uh, review?”
the boy in front of you stares at you a little longer before breaking the silence himself. “yeah, i think that’s good. see you later then?” he says, looking at you with a hopeful glint in his eyes.
you nod. “see you later.”
jake watches you turn around and walk away with your head held high, knowing in his heart that the moment you were behind closed doors, your cool and collected facade would fall apart.
and so would his.
he was right of course, about your facade. it took weeks full of tubs of vanilla ice cream, weekend nights at home alone to your thoughts, and early morning runs to console your aching heart. though you kept a put-together attitude in front of everybody else to convince them that you were okay, you somehow knew only jake would be able to notice the holes within your act. while trying to heal the cracks in your heart a certain bubbly boy left behind, you couldn’t hold any ill feelings toward him. if there was anybody who would understand his situation, it would’ve been you. you suppose that’s why you gave in without a fight even though you knew how much it would hurt.
there were times where you missed jake, your heart sinking at his absence. you missed the way he laughed, the way he held you when everything about university got too heavy, and you missed the way he would look at you when he thought you didn’t realize. there was still so much you wanted to tell him, so many things you wanted to share about yourself and things you wanted to know about him. you never even got to tell him how much you loved him. you and jake did keep in contact once your mid-terms ended, asking one another how the other was doing and how their studies were going; they were fairly shallow topics but they were good enough for the both of you. it was good enough for both parties to know the other was okay even though it was obvious that there were more unsaid words floating stiffly in the air in little speech bubbles that neither of you could pop.
your last week of finals passes, making you decide that you deserved a night in with yourself and your favorite snacks before you went out to celebrate with the rest of your blockmates for successfully completing your last year of college. heading into the kitchen, you take out the tteokbokki that you had ordered earlier that day from your refrigerator and set it into the microwave to heat up. after pressing the start button on the machine, you jump in surprise at the loud crack of thunder that erupted outside your house. by the time your cheesy meal had finished heating, the rain was pouring like it had been saving up condensation for months.
walking into your living room with food in one hand and a can of soda in the other, you press play on your television remote to start the romcom you decided to watch before microwaving your food. as the opening scene started playing and you were about to take the first bite to your steaming cheese tteokbokki, your doorbell rang. huffing partly in annoyance, you pause your movie and get up from your comfortable spot on the couch.
“who could this even be? it’s raining cats and dogs outside and i didn’t order anything.” you grumble, shuffling to the door in your fluffy pajamas.
once you unlocked and cracked open your door, you start speaking to the mystery person on the other side without taking a proper look.
“yes, hello? what do you-” you fix your gaze on the man standing on your porch, dripping wet with rainwater.
“jake?”
he smiles sheepishly, shivering in place. “hi, did i come at a bad time?”
you shake your head, the rest of your body still frozen. “not at all,” you swallow the lump in your throat that suddenly appeared. it’s still weird seeing him in person, you think, the wound he left starting to sear fresh in your mind.
“but can i ask what you’re doing here? in the pouring rain, might i add?”
jake doesn’t answer you immediately but instead takes a deep breath, as if readying himself to answer a question that’ll define the career he’s working so hard to achieve. “the truth is, i haven’t stopped thinking about you all these months and you make me better and i know i said i wanted to focus on my studies but you make me want to be better at them and nobody encourages me like you and i realized that you’re the most positive influence in my life and i never want to lose that or you again.”
his sudden, brisk confession makes you dizzy, forcing you have to lean on your doorframe to try and process what he just said in one breath. jake nervously watches you look at your hands, seeing you endearingly twiddle your fingers in the way you do when you’re thinking deeply about something. he realizes your habit is something that never changed about you.
a sharp sound of thunder and a flash of lightning breaks you out of your trance and reminds you of the heavy rain pouring around the both of you, prompting you to make a decision you didn’t know whether or not you’d regret making in the morning. you look up at jake’s tall figure, seeing him slightly shake in the cold air and in his cold clothes. pushing off your door frame, you crack open your door wider and move out of the entryway.
“do you want to come in? it’s warm and i have tteokbokki and i’m in the middle of watching a movie.”
he blinks at you slowly, as if he didn’t expect your offer. “is that okay?”
you smile and gesture him in. “i’ll get you a towel and something warm to wear. i think i still have some of your clothes that you left here before.”
a smile crept up on his face, one that was bright enough to make the thunderstorm cease. “i’d like that a lot, actually.”
“come on in then,” you say, letting him through your front door and onto the hardwood floors in your foyer.
“and jake?” he turns to look at you as you go into your supply closet to grab a towel for him. “i’d like this a lot too. us, i mean. again.”
despite the sopping wet clothes that he was in, jake felt warm inside. “i’m glad you think so too.”
you smile at him before handing him a towel and hopping up the stairs to find the clothes he left behind months ago but never came to get though he said he’d come back for them.
“don’t eat all of my rice cakes, okay!” you yell from your room on the second floor, suddenly remembering the dinner that you left in the vicinity of someone who loves to eat tteokbokki. you hear a chuckle before a muffled voice calls out, “no promises!”
laughing to yourself, you smile. you missed this, and you hoped you would never have to miss it again.
-> author’s note: the second installment!! this took so long, i’m actually dizzy. writing this made me realize that it’s so difficult for me to write angst omg?! a lot of people said that they were excited for jake’s story, so i decided to write it first! i hope you guys enjoyed it hehe. p.s, pls do not open your door to strangers without checking who it is! i only wrote it like this for the sake of the story T_T
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